The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1887-04-30

/ quietly and humbly let me walk in il.
would rather not take your present; and
pardon me when / say, am no friend TO
| convenhcles. Give your aims TO the worthy
| poor and TO the wretched sick"
! As he ceased speaking. the vicar appeared
| upon the scene, greeted his new chaplain,
and conducted him into the house.
| For few moments, Isidora stood as If
rooted TO the spot, with the cushion on her
stiff hands, and her eyes fixed on vacancy.
| Presently she recovered her presence Of
mind, threw the cushion on the ground,
| thrust the money back into her pocket,
rushed up the steps, and disappeared.
Soon Rfteward the vicar and his Young
assistant left the house: the former went 10
visit sick farmer, the latter, for the first
time, to call upon the village schoolmaster.
At the back of the vicarage sat Franz,
occupied in sewing. She looked very
miserable, and her eyelids were red and
swollen from the recent tears she had shed.
She was, evidently, not paying much atten-
ton to her work, for every now and then
she suffered the needle to drop out of her
fingers upon her lap.
Presently she sprang up and uttered
startled cry. Katrina, who had stolen upon
her unperceived. had just laid her hand
upon her friends shoulder.
How you frightened me, Katrina
Franzi said, turning TO the newcomer.
The woman, who had her milking pail
balanced upon her head, stood for some
few minutes, steadily regarding the other.
Il do believe" said she, you are fre.tiug
because the mistress has been again scold-
ing you! You ought to be used to her ILL
tempers by this time, and pay no attention
to them.
'Ah, if it we're only possible for me to
do So" sighed the damseL
Katrina answered not a word but put her
pail down, and settled herself for gossip.
Formerly she was so good and kind TO
me; now l can do nothing TO please her,
Franzi added, as before
Katrina hummed tune half aloud. and
sat in meditatiye attitude for several
seconds.
Its always the way with old maids,
she by and by said.
FranZi laughed.
IF that were the case, she returned. why
are you not ill-tempered also? Are you not
likewise"
AN old maid? Yes, heaven be praised
for all its mercies! But that, you see, with
me is very different thing l work and
hustle about all day long. and | almost for
get myself; but those who sit and do moth
ing from morning till night, III nix and re-
member that time is robbing them of all
their beauty.
q do not believe such is the case with
Miss IsiGoa.
NO? Well. perhaps not How long is
it since her manners became so very much
changed toward you? Is it not since you
were garland maid at the festval?'
Yes. Franzi admitted, after a moments
reflection.
TO be sure! She was disappointed and
yexed because you were chosen instead of
herself
Here Fnnzi's clear laugh rang out like
bell
What folly you talk" she cried. Why,
the mistress is
Too old, You mean? All, she probably
does not think sol Then. her second dis
appointment was because the new priest
took you, instead of herself for his partner
in his last dance. From that instant she
has regarded you with eyes OF bitterness.
Oh, l have watched her, and heard her
tongue cruelty rnting you the whole day
long! See how she behaved to you little
while ago. when she made you stand in
your rough apron, with that cushTO on In
your hand-ehe, all the while, decked out
like a peacock-and afterward balmed you.
and accused you of pushing yourself for
ward"
The house clock struck as Katrina con-
GUIDED her speech. oh, how ! have been
chattering!" she exclaimed, resuming her
pail. 1t wouldn't be well for the mistress
to catch me now
And SO saying the woman hurried away.
Meanwhile as Isidora was walking in the
garden, the sehoolmaster of Nolothol made
his appearance there, and announced that
- !, / =, l.
man looked ont of humor, and was biting
his finger nails wCefuliy.
What is your business with my uncle?"
she asked.
I wish 10 talk TO him about the new chap
lain, Miss Isidora," the schoomaster an
swered, GROSSLY.
Has he been interfering in any way with
the school affairs
Yes, miss; he wants to manage IT as no
other school was ever before managed, here
or elsew here, l should say.
Is II possible; Pray, tell me all about
it."
We'll. to begin with: when first he en-
tered the school paid him the COM
plment OF making some of the children
repeat their cateChIsm; when, Judge of my
surprise, | heard him asking them if they
understood the meaning of all they had re-
Ic iiSSu. 4Ie kOoh Tue bEhlS one pN OuE,
and SO TO speak, had it all ont with them.
Think of that miss Village bows being
asked if they understood"
oh, absurd-quite absurd That was
something becoming of priest 10 do" she
rancorOusly cried. But what more?'
We'll, fora short time nothing happened,
until two boys, no higher than table, who
are always quarrehng, were going to fight
l took down my rod, intending to give
them regular thrashing; when. would You
believe II, the chaplain took the birch out
of my hand, and babe the two little
wretches stand before him, one on his right
hand, and the other on his left, and said to
me, Children must be taught with love,
not with fear Could l stand that, miss?
And, finally, he made the lads shake hands
with one another
Miss Isidora lifted up her eyes.
Why, We shall have a rebellion in Vol
othol she said. II will tell the vicar all
this the moment he returns home"
Thank you, miss You have great
power; | hope that you will kindly exert
1t for the benefit of US all. Depend on II,
the new chaplain is most dangerous man.
who II strive 10 bring confusion and
trouble upon US all
CHAPTER "
The vicar did not return until supper
time. He and the young priest came in
together The lady joined them at the
evening meal. and, after it was over, took
out her embroidery, and commenced work
ing She was looking as pleasant as a
sunny morning; the sweetness of the young
mans temper touched her, and, for a time,
she felt reluctant to breach the subject Of
which she was so full.
Presently she mentioned the school, and
spoke of Albert's visit there. and OF what
be said and did on that occasion.
ALERT tried to change the conversation.